Marvel's Venom, starting with a Hydra undercover agent.

After all, when he was Agent Level 6 and Grant Ward was Agent Level 7, he couldn't see any other information about Daisy. Apart from some basic, uninformative information, everything else was classified, including her agent level.

Thinking of this, Holm couldn't help but chuckle. Who would have thought that something so outrageous would happen, with a Level 1 agent having a secrecy level of 9?

Even if he told the other agents about this without any concealment, they would probably think he was joking.

Chapter 60, Current Financial Situation

“And me, I’ve also leveled up to level six, why aren’t you shaking my hand?” Daisy’s voice interrupted Holm’s thoughts.

Daisy forcibly grabbed Philin Coulson's hand and shook it, only letting go after hearing him congratulate her on reaching Level 6.

Holm could clearly see that Philon Coulson's smiles were different when he was with Daisy and with him.

He treated Dai tide with a polite and courteous smile, a smile that was gentle yet tinged with a hint of doting affection.

Having connections is really great; even your boss will smile at you. Holm once again sighed with admiration for Daisy's background.

After a series of formal exchanges, Philin Coulson exchanged a few pleasantries with them and then left the burger joint. He had a lot to do and was far from as free as Holm and Daisy.

As Phil Coulson pushed open the door and left, Holm and Daisy both breathed a sigh of relief. Although the atmosphere had been quite harmonious, Holm still felt the pressure of being a superior, and Daisy still felt the authority of being an elder.

"Do you want to try the hidden gem of this restaurant? After all, we paid for the previous ones. If we explain our identities, we might be able to get another regular set meal," Holm asked Daisy, turning his head to look at her.

Hearing Holm's suggestion, Daisy thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, no, my stomach has a limited capacity. If I eat here, I won't be able to go to the restaurant you mentioned."

"Although it's a bit of a waste to spend that money on food, didn't you say you were going to treat us? This way, it'll be like I spent money there too, and I'll feel much better."

At this point, Daisy suddenly turned to look at Holm, then narrowed her eyes and asked, "You're not backing out, are you? Trying to shut me up with this burger so you can save on a meal?"

Hearing Daisy's words, Holm was slightly taken aback, then laughed disdainfully, "What a joke, it's just a hamburger, how much could it cost? You underestimate me."

As he spoke, he stood up and waved to Daisy, signaling her to come out with him.

Upon hearing this, Daisy also stood up and followed Holm out of the burger shop, still thinking about what to order later.

Inside Holm's body, he was communicating with the venom using his consciousness.

"Hey, you'll have to be careful with your chocolate this week. That's all we have left. You'll have to wait until next week to buy more."

Upon hearing the devastating news, Venom was stunned for a moment, then cried out in bewilderment, "Why? Why? Why can't I buy my chocolate until next week?"

"The chocolate I have left is only enough for three days. If I want to eat it for a week, I have to eat less than half and more chocolate every day."

"No~~~! Why are you doing this to me! How am I supposed to live without chocolate! Waaaaah!"

"How could you treat me like this? Not only can I not eat your head, but now you're cutting my chocolate consumption in half! Waaah! Do you know how hard it was for me to travel across the universe with this meteorite? And after only a few days of enjoyment, I'm already back to suffering..."

Venom's reaction was so intense that Holm was completely cut off from his words after only uttering one sentence.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't be so strapped for cash, since he's been working for both Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. for so many years and should have some savings.

However, he had only been in this world for a little over a month, less than two months, as Holm, and after his memories were fully restored, he remembered that his original savings had been squandered or invested by his predecessor.

Needless to say, he was extravagant. After all, as a double agent, the pressure was too great, and he often needed to vent and find some fun. Although the expenses were a bit high, Holm felt it was normal.

As for investing, Holm now feels completely bewildered when he thinks about it. In short, his predecessor had terrible foresight and was too reckless. Despite not understanding the theories and practices of these investments, he was inexplicably confident in himself.

He thought he understood just by watching TV and listening to people chat, so he recklessly invested all his savings. As expected, he lost everything, not even his underwear.

So during this period, Holm spent all his take-home pay and had no chance to save anything, since he still had to pay rent.

The reason he halved the amount of Venom's chocolate wasn't because inviting Daisy to dinner would cost too much money, but because he had just calculated the amount of money he had on hand.

If they continue with the current spending habits, they won't last until next month. After all, raising a Venom is really too expensive. Chocolate is not cheap to begin with, let alone something that Venom would want.

If Holm were living alone, his salary would not only support his normal life, but also allow him to indulge in small luxuries from time to time and save a little money. However, with Venom added to the mix, Holm's current salary is no longer enough.

Fortunately, he has only just reached level 7 and joined a special team, so his salary should increase.

But that's all for next month; he still has to get through this week first.

However, the most urgent task right now is to calm Venom down, otherwise his shouting alone will drive Holm crazy.

"Stop, stop, stop! Let me explain. The chocolate price will be halved now, but I'll make up for it next month." Holm quickly got to the point, forcefully interrupting Venom's shouting.

Sure enough, Venom's shouting temporarily stopped after hearing that the chocolate would be replenished next month, giving Holm time to explain the replenishment.

For the next few minutes, Holm drove Daisy to the shop he had mentioned, while simultaneously having a heart-to-heart conversation with Venom in his mind.

He talked about the price of chocolate, his salary, Venom's daily food intake and expenses, and how much money they had left to get through the last week of the month.

After Holm reasoned with him and presented the facts, Venom realized that he had indeed eaten too much, and his shouts and rebuttals suddenly seemed less forceful than before.

Finally, after Holm promised that the supply of chocolate would be guaranteed to be normal from now on, and that he would often take him out for snacks, Venom showed his polite and sensible side, and understood Holm's difficulties.

And so, before even arriving at the hotel, Holm and Venom had already reached a new agreement.

Then, while eating with Daisy, Holm was thinking about how to make some money.

Meanwhile, Venom chuckled to himself as he savored the food Holm occasionally fed him, thinking about the little treats Holm had promised.

As long as there are new snacks to eat, halving the chocolate isn't a big deal.

Chapter 61, Robin Hood-like Revenge, Hydra Invaders

After Holm and Daisy finished their meal and took each other home, the sun began to slowly sink below the horizon.

As the red sunset gradually spread, Holm rolled down the car window and felt the evening breeze with Venom.

When no one else is around, Venom will emerge from his body and lie down in the passenger seat, munching on chocolate while humming along to the music on the radio in an unpleasant voice.

Looking at this leisurely yet bizarre scene, Holm couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. Fortunately, he had Venom with him, which gave him more confidence to survive in this strange and dangerous new world.

Thinking of this, Holm reached out and rubbed Venom's head on the passenger seat. It felt cool, smooth, and soft to the touch, perfectly fitting the curve of his palm.

Although petting Venom feels completely different from petting a cat or dog, it has the same pleasant and relaxing effect.

"Ugh, I can't even enjoy my chocolate properly anymore." Venom said somewhat disgruntledly, stretching out its tentacles to pry Holm's hand away. Normally it would be fine, but right now it was focused on eating.

Seeing this, Holm continued to extend his hand, then said casually, "I'll give you a few more chocolates tomorrow."

Venom was originally going to keep pushing Holm's hand away, but after hearing that there would be a few more chocolates tomorrow, it chuckled and changed its approach from pushing to pulling, taking Holm's hand into its arms.

"Come here, give me a good pat, hehehe, I love being patted when I'm eating chocolate... As long as you give me chocolate, you can pat me however you want..."

With the help of a few pieces of chocolate, Venom instantly went from resisting to being proactive, and his attitude underwent a 180-degree change.

However, for some reason, although Venom's attitude had improved, Holm felt it wasn't as interesting as before; he still preferred Venom's unruly nature.

And so, accompanied by Venom's awful, hoarse singing, Holm drove home.

But as they passed by an abandoned factory area, Holm suddenly sensed something and images of an abandoned factory not far away flashed through his mind.

"The quality of the goods...one million...no tricks...please cooperate happily..."

The intermittent sounds and keywords traveled on the breeze to Holm's ears, and combined with the images he perceived, he immediately understood what was happening here.

A drug deal was taking place inside, with three people on one side and two on the other, a total of five people, a box of drugs, and 1 million in cash.

“This situation should be considered the special case you mentioned before,” Venom said, looking at Holm who had turned around.

Hearing Venom's words and seeing its expectant eyes, Holm's lips gradually curled up.

Looking at the scene before him, a few words suddenly popped into his mind.

Murder and robbery...no, robbing the rich to help the poor!

......

Ten minutes later, Holm opened the car door again and threw a suitcase into the back seat.

After he settled in and fastened his seatbelt, Venom extended from his waist and abdomen, rolling around contentedly in the passenger seat.

"I'm so full! Five at once is so satisfying! Hehehe, I didn't expect to meet such a kind person on my way home. I really hope I can meet such a person every day."

Venom lay on the passenger seat, baring his teeth, with one tentacle resting under his head, looking quite relaxed and seemingly extremely satisfied.

Hearing Venom's explanation, Holm smiled and shook his head, saying, "Today was just good luck. How could such an opportunity come every day?"

Although New York is an international metropolis with a high crime rate, such incidents happen frequently, if not every day. However, it is rare to see such a situation in a remote area with no surveillance cameras and so few people.

Doing this once in a while is fine, but doing it frequently... it seems like it doesn't have any negative impact...

Holm chuckled at his own thoughts, realizing he couldn't escape the temptation either, since making money this way was indeed quick.

Shaking off the jumbled thoughts in his mind, Holm continued driving towards his residence. Before long, he had driven downstairs before sunset.

Just as he was about to turn around and take the money box from the back seat home, he suddenly sensed something unusual. The venom that had returned to his body also noticed this and warned him, "There are quite a few people watching us, and there's someone in our house right now."

Through his senses, Holm also noticed the situation around him. He turned around without making a sound, grabbed something from the passenger side pocket to cover up his actions, then opened the car door and got out as if nothing had happened.

"1, 2, ... 7, 8, plus the one in the room, that makes nine people in total. Quite a force to be reckoned with. Judging by the situation, it seems Hydra has sent someone to contact me..."

Holm carefully observed the situation of the people while thinking to himself.

S.H.I.E.L.D. just upgraded him today, and this happened after he got home.

If he's not mistaken, these people should be Hydra agents.

The reason they waited for a month was partly because they were waiting for the results of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s investigation into him, since S.H.I.E.L.D. is, to some extent, equivalent to Hydra.

Although Hydra knew the true information Holm was hiding, they didn't know much about his abilities or his performance in missions. S.H.I.E.L.D.'s records on his abilities and specific performances were more comprehensive than Hydra's.

Another aspect might be dealing with Grant Ward's defection, since Grant Ward was more important to Hydra than S.H.I.E.L.D.

As Holm pondered these matters, he walked up the stairs as usual and arrived at his front door.

Although he already knew the situation around him, he couldn't show that he had discovered anything before he went upstairs.

However, he couldn't just walk straight into the house without discovering anything and wait for the people inside to stand in front of him.

As a skilled and professional undercover agent, it's normal for him not to be noticed downstairs, but his years of experience and subconscious intuition should have made him sense something amiss when he was walking up the stairs.

He should have identified the abnormality and made all necessary preparations by the time he reached the door, pressed the handle, and turned the key to open it. This would demonstrate his competence and prudence.

"Click!" With the sound of the doorknob being pressed, the door slowly opened.

Then, a small cylinder rolled in through the crack in the door, simultaneously releasing smoke containing a strong sedative.

Chapter 62, John Gartholdt

White smoke instantly filled the entire room, and then Holm, wearing a gas mask and holding a pistol, slowly walked into the room.